Chapter 461: You Don’t Have Amnesia at All
"The Beast King has been attacked. The vicious beast that attacked him is on the loose in the palace. Until the beast is caught, no beastman may leave the palace."
The exceptionally tall, male black-bull beastman guard snorted heavily. After speaking, he walked toward Qiao Xixi and the others step by step.
Xijing’s grip on Qiao Xixi’s hand tightened. From the aura radiating off the male black-bull, Xijing guessed his beast soul was at least 8-star. If he were to face him alone, Xijing was absolutely certain he could win.
But... Xijing’s gaze swept over the dozens, even hundreds, of 5-star beastman soldiers. A direct confrontation would only put them at a disadvantage.
The aura of the male black-bull beastman guard grew closer, and Xijing prepared to attack.
"You two, turn around."
The male black-bull stopped three paces away from them.
Seeing that Qiao Xixi and her companion didn’t move, he glared with eyes as big as brass bells and snorted two plumes of hot air from his nostrils.
"Not moving, huh? Are you the vicious beasts who harmed the Beast King? Seize them!"
Xijing revealed his sharp fins, and Qiao Xixi prepared to form hand seals.
At that critical moment, a cold and indifferent voice sounded from behind them. "Niu Li."
Niu Li turned to see Sunxuan approaching. The arrogant expression on his face changed instantly as he respectfully clasped his hands before his chest. "It’s the Beast Guard."
Sunxuan glanced in Qiao Xixi’s direction. "I sent them on an errand. What, are you going to stop my people too?"
Niu Li lowered his head. "I wouldn’t dare."
Sunxuan waved his hand dismissively. "Let them go. Don’t delay my affairs."
"Yes."
Without any further hesitation, the beastman soldiers opened the gate and let Qiao Xixi and her companion leave.
The moment they stepped out of the palace gates, Xijing scooped up Qiao Xixi and sprinted into the city.
Sunxuan watched them disappear into the distance before turning to leave.
"Xixi, which way should we go?"
Qiao Xixi checked the map’s tracker. "The main gate of Beast King City. The target is quickly leaving the city."
"Got it."
As the two of them rushed toward the main gate of Beast King City, Qiao Yi, Jin Ling, and the others broke down the doors of the Priest Hall.
Sunxiao’s group was already waiting outside the hall to meet them.
When the groups met, Feiyan was the first to speak. "I see Xixi and Xijing’s tracker moving quickly out of Beast King City. Do you think Xijing is trying to get Xixi out of here first?"
After hearing this, Sunxiao and the others agreed it was highly likely.
All eyes fell on Qiao Yi, waiting for him to make a decision.
"Since Xixi is no longer in the palace, let’s get out of here and find her."
"Right."
Just as they were about to leave, the bright sky suddenly darkened.
Jin Ling looked up to see a dense swarm of Wing Clan beastman soldiers flying toward them.
The soldiers, arriving from all directions, quickly surrounded them.
Han Lie emerged from among the soldiers, his face grim. "Kill them."
With Han Lie’s furious roar, the soldiers surged forward.
Jin Ling quickly said to Sunxiao behind him, "Sunxiao, cover me." After speaking, he shot a quick glance at Han Lie, and Sunxiao immediately understood his intention.
"Got it."
Jin Ling let out a tiger’s roar, his sharp claws viciously slapping away the soldiers charging at him.
Sunxiao also transformed into his beast form, sending a squad of soldiers flying with a single sweep of his long tail.
Sangze smiled grimly, leaping onto a Wing Clan member. He grabbed the soldier’s neck, forcing him to descend, and rapidly flew toward Han Lie’s position.
Feiyan protected Qiao Yi’s back, preventing him from being attacked from behind.
Just as the Wing Clan members targeted the massive Sunxiao, their sharp talons about to tear into his flesh, a powerful force swept out, knocking them all to the ground.
"AHH!"
Han Lie’s green pupils darkened as he glared angrily at Sunxuan.
"Sunxuan, you are a Beast Guard of Beast King City! How dare you help these people who intended to harm the Beast King!"
There was no emotion in Sunxuan’s crimson snake pupils. He turned and transformed into his beast form, positioning himself almost protectively behind Sunxiao.
"Han Lie, the foolish thing you did to the Holy Priest is enough to get you killed ten thousand times over."
Han Lie’s expression shifted slightly, his green snake pupils turning vicious. "Anyone who dares to associate with Qiao Yi and his group—kill them all!"
A low sneer rumbled in Sunxuan’s throat. He looked at Han Lie as if staring at an ant he could crush at any moment.
"Foolish."
The massive snake’s body, wreathed in dark energy, shot toward Han Lie.
Sunxiao glanced back at Sunxuan. The crimson snake pupils wavered for an instant. When a Wing Clan male dove at Sunxuan, Sunxiao’s body reacted faster than his mind, his long tail whipping around to smack the beastman.
"AHH!"
Hearing the commotion, Sunxuan glanced back at Sunxiao.
Sunxiao quickly looked away.
Meanwhile, in the Underground Altar, the power of the dark primastone had been almost completely purified, greatly restricting Yun Ming’s power.
He gathered all his strength, broke through Kunlin’s conscious suppression, and seized control of his body once more.
Yun Ji sensed something was wrong. Just as he was about to strike again, Yun Ming flickered and fled.
Yun Ji’s pupils darkened slightly, and he immediately gave chase.
Yun Ming fled into a secret passage. He quickly followed it to an underground stone chamber.
He flipped his palm, gathering a ball of dark energy. The power quickly coiled on the ground before two streams of black smoke shot up from the floor. The smoke coalesced in the air into two figures. When the silhouettes sharpened, they could be seen as the missing Yu Ye and Yu Ling.
When Yun Ji arrived, he saw Yun Ming clutching the two by their necks, their bodies suspended in mid-air.
"Yun Ji, take one more step and I’ll kill them."
Yun Ji’s expression darkened, and he froze in place.
"Let them go."
Yun Ming sneered. "I can let them go. You let me leave."
"Yun Ming!"
"Yun Ji, you recognize me. You never lost your memory at all."
Yun Ji stared at him coldly, neither confirming nor denying it.
"If you won’t let me go, then you can collect their corpses!" Yun Ming’s hands tightened abruptly. Just as he was about to snap their necks, Yun Ji lunged forward and struck his hands.
Seizing the opportunity, Yun Ming threw the two of them at Yun Ji and turned to run.
Yun Ji reached out and caught them. As he was about to lay them on the ground, he clearly sensed something was wrong with them.
He gathered a ball of power in his palm and pressed it down firmly on their heads. As a golden light enveloped them, a stream of black smoke shot out from their bodies.
With a wave of his hand, Yun Ji instantly dispersed the black smoke.
The moment the black smoke dissipated, Yu Ye and Yu Ling slowly regained consciousness.
They opened their eyes, completely bewildered. They were even more surprised to see Yun Ji.
"Holy Priest?"
Once their awareness returned, they sat up quickly. When they remembered where they were, their expressions turned grim.
Yun Ji rose, his expression detached. "Why are you two here?"
The two exchanged a look. Compelled by Yun Ji’s imposing aura, they recounted everything that had happened from beginning to end.
After listening, a flash of anger crossed Yun Ji’s face.